Leng Zhiyuan nodded. "Alright, go ahead."
Ye Xiaotao waved the phone in her hand. "Sister Leng, let's call each other. Let's have tea together when we're free."
"Okay."
Ye Xiaotao turned around and went down the stairs.
The girl's figure soon disappeared. Leng Zhiyuan took a few steps forward and looked down from the floor-to-ceiling window of the shopping mall. There was a red Ferrari parked downstairs. A young and handsome man opened the passenger door of the car in a gentlemanly manner. Ye Xiaotao bent down and sat in it. The Ferrari soon drove away...
"Mommy." At this moment, Leng Zhiyuan's skirt was pulled by a small hand. Zhou Sileng came to find his mommy. "Mommy, what are you looking at?"
Leng Zhiyuan glanced at her son. She smiled sadly and said, "Looking at your aunt..."
"Aunt? is aunt uncle's wife? But uncle doesn't have a wife."
